Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

The black Maybach drove past two rows of tall Chinese parasol trees through the shade, and all the way into the Fu's mansion.
The Fu's villa, shrouded in darkness, looked even more solemn and majestic.
Fu Lingye had just walked in from outside the house when he saw Fu Zhengyuan sitting on the sofa in the living room, and
greeted him politely, “Dad.”
Fu Zhengyuan held the top of his walking stick with his big old hand, and snorted coldly. “If you really think of me as your dad,
hurry up and get a wife for yourself, and a mother for Sweetheart! Don't make me wait until I die!”
In the past three years, Fu Zhengyuan’s biggest complaint against him was that he didn't get a girlfriend and get married. These
days, the frequency of the old man's urging him to get married was also increasing.
Fu Lingye dealt with it calmly. “I don't have any opinion on the daughters of Qian, Zhao, Li and Sun you introduced to me. Any of
them is the same to me, but you know, Sweetheart doesn't like any of those aunts at all.”
Old Master Fu thumped the walking stick on the ground hard, saying angrily, “Fu Lingye, do you think I can't tell that you are
using Sweetheart as your excuse?”
Fu Lingye put one hand in his pocket, looking indifferent and composed. “Dad, if there is nothing else, I'm going upstairs to see
Sweetheart.”
“Stop right there!”
Old Master Fu got up and paced over with the walking stick. “Since Sweetheart doesn't like those aunts, then you should get her
biological mother back! Do you think you can really fool me? Why are you raising a three-year-old child when you're unmarried?
Sweetheart is growing up day by day, and the outside world will be aware of her existence. Do you want others to think that my
granddaughter, and your daughter is an illegitimate daughter?!”
Fu Lingye stared at the stairs below his feet, and his sharp black eyes darkened slightly.
“I will get you a qualified daughter-in-law within this month. “
Grabbing the top of the walking stick, Fu Zhengyuan said coldly, “You better don't let me down.”
Fu Lingye went upstairs and pushed open the children's room closest to his bedroom. Under the warm orange light, a fair-
skinned, cute and delicate-looking toddler was sitting on the bed, reading a picture book in her little hand. The chill in the man's

eyes melted away, and was replaced with warmth and affection. “Sweetheart, you're still up?”
As soon as Sweetheart heard her father's voice, she immediately threw away the picture book in her hand, pushed back the
yellow Snoopy blanket, and got up from the bed with bare feet. Fu Lingye was afraid that the little one would fall, so he strode
over, caught the little one who jumped into his arms, and held her in his arms.
Sweetheart grinned with white teeth, and her big eyes curved, saying in her childish voice, “Daddy, I'm waiting for you. I haven't
seen you for five days, don't you miss me, daddy?
Fu Lingye kissed her daughter's fair cheek, and said softly, “Of course I miss you, but I have to work to make money and raise
you, otherwise, I cannot buy snacks and milk for you.”
The little one pouted, and said with a frown, “I can skip meals, snacks, and milk. So, can you accompany me more, daddy? My
friends in kindergarten have fathers and mothers, but I'm always sent to school by grandpa. I am sad.”
Fu Lingye sat down by the bed with his daughter in his arms, and touched the little one's head. “How can you grow taller if you
don't eat and drink milk? Be a good girl, and I'll take you to the zoo on weekend, okay?”
Sweetheart's big black eyes were narrowed into two small crescents, as she happily wrapped her tiny arms around Fu Lingye's
neck. “Daddy, don't you break your promise!”
The little one bounced around on his thighs with her little feet, and stretched out her little finger to make a pinky promise with
him. “It's a deal!”
Fu Ling smiled, and locked his long finger with his daughter's short finger. “Okay, cross my heart.”
The sleeve of the little one's pajamas was rolled up on her arm, revealing a conspicuous red bruise on her little arm. Fu Lingye
knitted his eyebrows, and held his daughter's hand, asking, “Who bullied you, Sweetheart?”
Speaking of this, the smile on the little one’s little face vanished, while she pouted, sat down in Fu Lingye’s arms, and said
unhappily, “Every day, grandpa sends me to school, and my friends at the kindergarten have never seen my parents. Hong
called me a liar, and said that I have no parent at all!”
Fu Lingye's frown slightly loosened. “So, you had a fight with Hong?”
Fu Lingye's frown slightly loosened. “So, you had a fight with Hong?”

The little one fidgeted in his arms and asked dully, “Dad, is mom really on Mars? When can I go to find mom?”
Dad said that Mars is too hot and that I'm still too young now. When I grow up, I can go to Mars to find my mom, but how much
taller do I need to grow to be able to go to Mars?
Fu Lingye's dark eyes grew darker. “Do you really want mom?”
Sweetheart nodded earnestly, and said in a childish voice, “Today the teacher asked us to draw our mom and dad and ourselves.
I only drew you holding me, and was criticized by the teacher. Dad, will you go to Mars to take mom home, okay?”
Looking at the big eyes of his daughter, Fu Lingye was silent for a long while, and then Mu Tongrui's eyes inexplicably flashed
across his mind. Only then did he realize that the woman who spoke to him had a pair of somewhat similar eyes to Sweetheart's
eyes.
Seeing that her father was silent, Sweetheart flung her little arms around his neck and shook him vigorously. “Dad, can you go
and take mom home?!”
Fu Lingye always loved his daughter. Raising his hand to look at the watch, he carried Sweetheart to the bed and tucked her in,
saying softly, “It's late now, hurry up and sleep. I will send you to school tomorrow morning.”
Sweetheart grabbed his big hand with her soft little hand. “Dad, I'll assume that you promise to take mom home from Mars!”
Fu Lingye leaned over and kissed his daughter's fair forehead. “Good night, Sweetheart.”
Sweetheart smiled sweetly at him and blinked. “Nighty night, daddy.”
Fu Lingye walked out of the children's room and called his assistant, Xu Kun.
“Find out who the surrogate woman was three years ago.”
Xu Kun was slightly startled. In order to avoid trouble, the confidentiality measures were done quite well three years ago, but why
would the Boss want to find that woman now?
“Okay, Boss, I will go find out now.”